Call me naive. Do it. I dare you. I signed up for Pinterest a while back thinking that it would be a nifty little tool to store links I like on the internet and share them with friends. I figured it would make it easier to remember recipes I like or shoes I want. I didn't really realize that anyone and their mother would be able to see my pins and, worse yet, comment on them. Yeah. Sometimes I forget that just any moron with an iPad can access the internet. Sue me.
I tend to post links on Facebook with vague comments like "Rude" or "This Offends Me". My friends all know me and they know what I mean. You read me, you know how easily offended I am. Hell you offend me. Apparently you can't do that or say what you want on Pinterest as I learned recently after pinning a recipe for homemade brownie roll-ups. While I adore the Cookies and Cups website,I'm pretty sure that the woman who runs it is one of Satan's minions unleashed upon the world with the single goal of making me fat. If she has her way, and I'm pretty sure she will, I'll weigh 500lbs in a year's time and Dave will leave me. Therefore I find it rude of her to keep posting these recipes on the internet, and I said so. Then some random woman I've never met felt the need to comment on it. Seriously? Where did she come from? Talk about rude. I don't know you and I wasn't talking to you. Get off my board.
Honestly, that made me think twice about bothering to pin things or to browse the site, and since that time I've not really put much on my boards. I also have other things to do with my day. But then this morning my friend Annie, an
avid rabid pinner, discovered that the GCBs of Pinterest had taken issue with something she pinned last month. Now Annie, while she is no saint is a good Christian girl, who did give up using the "C" word for Lent, along with chocolate, box wine, and wearing a rhinestone thong. But apparently posting a picture of John Cusack giving his own two cents on Jesus and politics is enough to get the GCB out in force. Next thing I know they are throwing words like "CHRISTian" and "Satanic death cult" and suddenly Annie and I are (willingly) going to hell with John Cusack. WTF? Who are these women?
Are they all good Christian bitches? Probably not, but sheesh they sure are an nosy bunch of women who like pastel floral arrangements, spending way too much money on throwing children's birthday parties, and learning how to make purses out of soda can tabs. Totally not my people.